تسجيل الدخولPOV: IrisI remained standing beside him for a long time after those final words.The cold air coming through the window gently moved my hair, while Gabriel remained silent as usual, as if three hundred thousand years were simply an ordinary number that could be spoken without any weight.As for me...My heart felt heavier than usual.But strangely, the feeling wasn't entirely painful.It wasn't that the age difference bothered me. No...It's just...I don't know. I feel sad when I think about how much he must have gone through during that incredibly long life.But honestly, there is something fascinating about being with someone like him.I turned my face away slightly and suddenly said,"You ruined my mood.""Me?""Yes. Who casually says they're three hundred thousand years old?"A very faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips."You asked.""You could have lied.""I don't like lying to you."I paused at those words.Then I quickly looked away before he noticed my embarrassment
iris's povI froze in place for a second.I didn't know how to respond, so I quickly changed the subject before this feeling became any stranger."How old are you?"The question came out randomly and very suddenly.I looked at him expectantly. This time, I felt that the question might have been strange, but I couldn't take it back.He didn't answer immediately. He simply looked at me calmly, as if he were thinking about why I had asked.Then he said, "Why are you asking?""Just curious..." I answered quickly.He moved a little closer and leaned against the window beside me, as if he saw nothing wrong with the question."Age isn't important to me.""But it matters to me!!"He didn't respond right away.Then he moved closer until he was standing beside me, leaning against the same windowsill."Age isn't important."I looked at him quickly."You don't want to answer, hmmph. That means you're very old, doesn't it?""Older than for this question to be a simple one."I raised an eyebrow sli
POV: Iris "Gabriel de Kalsier! Please put me down. I can walk on my own!" I said as I tried to pull away from his embrace. "No, you can't. You're still sick," he said stubbornly, insisting on carrying me. Sigh... Yesterday, I told him that I needed a walk to get some fresh air and wander around a little. I had grown tired of staying in the same room all the time. After a long period of persuasion, he finally agreed to take me for a walk in the very same garden he had brought me to the first time, when we had been in the kitchen together in the middle of that night when I learned that he was going to get married. Now that I think about it... I heard that he postponed the wedding until next month, though I do not really know the reason. And now, after I had prepared myself to go outside, he informed me that he would carry me the entire time so I would not get tired! Do not get me wrong. It is not that I dislike being pampered like this, but he... is overdoing it!! A whole week
In the days following Iris's awakening, Gabriel became like a shadow that never left her side.His presence remained constant every moment inside the chamber. He only left for very short periods before returning immediately. He no longer allowed anyone to approach her without a clear reason; even the physicians entered only under his direct supervision.Iris gradually began to regain her strength, but she also noticed that her freedom was decreasing just as noticeably.If she tried to get up, he would stop her with a single word."No."If she wanted to move somewhere else, he carried her himself without discussion.And if she needed water or food, nothing reached her except through his hands.At first, she tried to protest."I can do that myself."But his response remained steady and emotionless."You're still weak."He never raised his voice, and he was never harsh, yet every discussion ended before it truly began.Iris began to notice something else as well.He never left her alone,
Gabriel remained close to her for several long seconds after his final words, still unable to comprehend that she had finally opened her eyes.Iris felt a strange heaviness throughout her body.Even breathing was exhausting.Her head throbbed painfully, and her throat was so dry that it hurt.She tried to swallow with difficulty.Gabriel noticed immediately."Water."He stood at once without waiting for a servant.He took the glass himself and quickly returned to the bed.He sat beside her again and carefully supported her back, as if she might break in his hands if he moved too roughly.His arm wrapped behind her while he brought the glass to her lips."Slowly."Iris took a small sip.Then another.The cold water eased the burning in her throat slightly, but after a few moments she began to cough softly.Gabriel's grip on the glass immediately tightened."Enough."He pulled it away at once and looked at her with obvious concern.His hand moved to her neck, unconsciously checking her
The air inside the chamber was suffocating.The candles placed near the walls cast their flickering light silently across the marble floor, while Gabriel sat beside the bed, almost completely motionless.Eight days.Eight entire days spent watching her chest rise and fall with difficulty, fearing each time that it would stop.He no longer remembered when he had truly slept.Even his appearance had begun to change.His black hair had become disheveled, the upper buttons of his shirt were undone, and the dark circles beneath his eyes made his gaze more terrifying than usual.But he did not care.Everything beyond this bed had lost its value.His fingers slowly traced over Iris's cold hand while his eyes remained fixed on her pale face."I'm begging you..."His voice came out hoarse this time."Open your eyes."Silence.Then he suddenly let out a short, quiet laugh devoid of life."Look at me..."He lowered his head until his forehead rested against her hand."I was the one who believed
She sat on the bed for a while, quietly looking around.The room was not luxurious… but it was tidy.Everything in it reflected order.“It seems it won’t be so bad…” she murmured to herself.She slightly lifted her head, watching the other girls.Some were busy, others were speaking in low voices.
They continued walking through the streets, and this time Iris did not try to suppress her curiosity. She looked around lightly, observing the details with bright eyes. Shops were lined up, colorful fabrics hung outside, and the smell of food filled the air. “Sister… look!” Liti said, pointing a
At night, Iris went out to breathe some air after Liti had fallen asleep with difficulty inside the cabin. Silence wrapped the place, and the cold air moved gently over the ship’s deck. She stood alone at the edge, looking at the moon. She wasn’t thinking of anything specific… only those memorie
Iris almost screamed. It had happened too fast. Only a single moment stood between clearing her name… and this sudden request. Did he know she was innocent? And was he deliberately testing her?! It felt as though… he had been waiting for this moment. Unfortunately, she had been arrested early







